C641 Do You Believe Me If I Say That I Am Forced to be Helpless?

The empress's words were like a merciless hand unraveling the cloth that De Consort had been concealing for so many years. Her bright, mirror-like eyes stared fixedly at the thing that had been exposed.

Looking at the empress's reflection in her eyes, De Consort had no choice but to face the reality of her many years of evasion.

Just as the empress had said